"That's it." After hearing this, Canyang lowered his eyes, "Yes, I am a clumsy person and it's easy to mess things up. Isn't it strange that you are unwilling to teach me."

The appearance of Canyang is pitiful in the eyes of others, and Mo Wu bullies the weak. But if it is in the eyes of Jiang Huan and other opera singers, it is just hypocritical and artificial, and it doesn't look like it's pretending at all.

But Mo Wu is obviously not the latter who can be possessed by drama spirits at all times. Canyang just pretends like this, and Mo Wu immediately feels soft.

But even though he was soft-hearted, he did not forget how he got his face exactly like Canyang. He asked him to confess his identity in front of Canyang, and then used his magic to help him transform into a face that would not be seen.

Hoho, just kidding.

Mo Wu felt in his heart, but his face was the same as usual: "It's not that I don't want to help Young Master Canyang. It just takes a long time to make a human skin mask. If you accidentally do, all the procedures may be destroyed. Young Master rushed to Qi State. It is definitely impossible for so much time to spend. In this way, Young Master Canyang will tell me the appearance of the human skin mask you need. I will help you make it. This will be much faster in time. What does Young Master Canyang think?"

"Since Mr. Mo Wu is willing to do this, I naturally have nothing to say."

Although Canyang wanted to make a human skin mask by himself, he knew that this was too urgent. If he did it too much, it would only cause others to be impatient, so he nodded.

"Thank you, Master Canyang, is kind-hearted." Mo Wu suddenly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Canyang agree.

Fortunately, he did not force himself to be a human skin mask... If he really asked for this, he would be in trouble.

"I wonder what kind of human skin mask the young master needs? Are good-looking or not? Are conspicuous or not?"

"It's good-looking and inconspicuous." Canyang said without hesitation.

"It's good-looking and inconspicuous?" Mo Wu frowned slightly and looked at the setting sun with a conditioned reflex.

I have to say that Canyang's face is a handsome and handsome type, and walking on the street can attract many girls to stay and watch. It is not surprising that people like this want a handsome and handsome face.

As for being inconspicuous, it is probably because I am afraid of being pestered by a bunch of girls and I can't concentrate on doing serious business, right?

Forget it, this requirement is not an exaggeration. Just make him faint and then become more handsome when you transform yourself into a picture, but you can't attract the girl's face because of all kinds of minor problems on your face.

"Yes, is there any problem?" Canyang frowned and looked at him with a puzzled look: "Are I asking too much? If this is the case, then tell me, I'll change it."

"Young Master Canyang was joking, there was not much requirement." Mo Wu said: "Young Master is waiting here for a while, and I will go outside to make the human skin masks that the young master requires."

"Can you make it now?" said Canyang, "Then you go and go back quickly."

"I'll be back soon." Mo Wu said, and quickly retreated.

Of course, Mo Wu left the bamboo courtyard not to make a human skin mask in his house. He closed his eyes and stood at the gate, muttering for a while. Then, a pure white mask without any pattern appeared on Mo Wu's hand. Then, he glanced at the mask on his hand and returned to the house.

"Is it done so soon?" Canyang asked in surprise when he saw Mo Wu come back so soon, "I thought it would take a long time."

"This mask is different from the one from Young Master Canyang. It must be drawn according to the young master's face. As long as I pinch it according to my own ideas," Mo Wuyan said with a smile.

"Please close your eyes, I'm going to start to act." Mo Wu said, taking out the human skin mask from his hand.

"Okay." Canyang closed his eyes as he spoke.

Then, Mo Wu put the mask on Canyang's face, silently muttering words like handsome but with a black mole on his face, which destroyed the beauty of his face.

Soon, the blank face that set aside Yang applied to his face changed, and his face began to turn into the handsome and handsome look he imagined. Of course, this handsome and handsome face was double quoted. Because there was an orange-sized black mole on his right cheek, which destroyed most of the handsome face.

"It's OK." Mo Wu looked at his masterpiece and the smile on his face became even more intense, "Young Master Canyang, I've done it. Please open your eyes."

"Yeah." Set Yang's nodded slowly, slowly opening his eyes.

Seeing that Canyang was like this, Mo Wu didn't say much, but said, "Young Master Canyang, there is no mirror that can be held in your hand in the bamboo courtyard. The only thing there is is the one on the dressing table near the bed. It's just that the bamboo courtyard is too big and the bed is placed. Uh, it's a bit special. If the young master wants to see his appearance, follow me."

"Of course I have to see it." Canyang said: "Please help Mr. Mo Wu lead the way."

"No trouble, please, please, my son." Mo Wu said, making a gesture toward the Canyang.

Canyang was not polite, said "I'm working hard" and followed Mo Wu to the mirror next to the bed that he mentioned was a distance from the bamboo courtyard.

"This bamboo courtyard is really big." Canyang sighed sincerely.

This is not a big blame for Canyang's feelings. If you want to blame, he will blame him for following Jiang Huan to Zhujuju in Juxianlou, or if he comes to Zhuju alone too few times. After all, they are from the palace, and there are many rules in the palace, and they are too bored to stay. They all want to go out to the palace to play, but their identities are there, how can they tell them out?

Just go out.

So, I can only put my hope on Jiang Huan. As for Jiang Huan, in order to ensure that everyone leaves the palace the same number of times and the time is similar, they take them in turn. One today and one tomorrow. They leave the palace to get the records of the ministers chatting in Juxianlou. It only takes one or two times a month, and sometimes there is no even a day.

With just one point, they can leave the palace within two months if they are lucky. If they are not lucky, they have to stay in the palace for three or four months, and they cannot take a step in the gate.

Thinking of their experience, Canyang sighed silently.

"It's here." Mo Wu pointed to the mirror next to the bed and pressed the person next to the mirror.

"How is it? The mask I made is OK, right?" Mo Wu said nodded.

"It's done very well." Can Yang praised against his will.

Yes, it's really good. Of course, the premise of this "good" is to ignore the big black mole.

"Then I'll leave first. Mr. Mo Wu, this is the token for entering the palace. You can go back first. If it's too late, they will be suspicious."
Chapter completed!